Ghost Stories Anime Characters Novels & Stories

She looked around at the dark environment and quickly grabbed Zephyr Khan's arm. "There are ghosts... indeed." Zephyr Khan smiled and nodded. "Ah!" Ye Qing'er was shocked, and her little head almost got into Zephyr Khan's arms. Zephyr Khan was amused by her reaction. As a first level Alchemy expert and a genius who was proficient in spirit energy, how could she be possessed by a ghost? "You, you don't have to be so afraid. You can easily kill a ghost with your current cultivation!" Zephyr Khan patted her head helplessly. This little girl was too timid.

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to

The evolution-fest continued for around two more hours, as the evolutions took some time to end, and after that Chaos wanted to name every single one of these little and measly monsters as well to give them one last boost. Will-o-wisps became Ghosts after the miasma, and after being named each Ghost attained some kind of element, there were Inferno Ghosts that used fire, Storm Ghosts that had wind, Dark Ghosts that could wield darkness, and even the rare Bright Ghost, who could use light! All of them were S-Rank, from measly E-Rank monsters such as Will-o-wisps who can barely hurt a weak orc child, this was a great jump!

Cherry suddenly showed up requesting for her presence. "Coming Cherry am a human you know" She hurriedly arranged her stuffs at the shelve before running out to go help the others do their work. "Ok am here what should I do? Which table is next?" Crystal asked as she stretched her hands. She was ready to go and immediately, she started serving different individuals who sat down at different tables. After few minutes, A guy with a scar on his eye stepped into the café. His hands were inside his pockets and just as thought, he was Red.

It really wasn't right, how could there be so many resentful spirits? Some looked like they just came out of a well, with blood on their faces, brushing their hair, but they didn't have any facial features. Some of them were actually unrelated, twisting on the ground, eyes looking to the side. And the one standing there in the middle without any expression was Amelia. She acted like she didn't see any of this, still spinning the purple jade with her fingers: "Evil ghost Dharma-laksana is really nice, don't you think so, Elder Whitebrow?"

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

My gaze slides past the walls and lands on the corner of the room. A figure sits in an old wooden chair. At first glance it looks like a department-store mannequin dressed in women’s clothing, but the longer I stare the wronger it becomes. The skin tones don’t match. The limbs are stitched together with crude black thread. Hair has been glued in uneven patches. One eye socket is empty, the other holds a glass eye that doesn’t quite line up. Ghost’s voice is barely a whisper behind me. “That’s not a mannequin. Those are parts of people.”

I should've gone back then and there, but I had time on my side and nothing else better to do. I walked through the curtain as If I were a ghost. The bluish white walls were gone, still bright, but washed out. I could've walked through every wall here, but it felt wrong, so I walked the hall like I would have if I'd been there in person. Hazed holograms of living people dotted the place, hovering on the spot or moving along, going about their morning errands. Some of them I recognised. Sean and Kyle, two of Burney's friends, even Big Jim walked past.

There’s a carve of Gundam head on its head which is a coconut shell. “Kyaa!!!!” Megumi is scared of their presence. “4 Indonesian ghosts. Who expects that you do exist?” Alfi draws Pelidi and multiplies it into 2. “Do you want to attack us?” The tied ghost said. “Don’t you want to arrest a runaway prisoner like me?” Alfi puts a stance. “How can? I am barely to move and one of us is unable to walk.” The tied ghost said. “Indeed, but the Berserker and the low-quality non-original Gundam can,” Alfi said.

Asked Ria. "Who knows? Because there some unfinished business? She or he carrying a grudge? I do not know either. But what certain is that if one becomes a ghost because they died tragically and become a terrifying ghost…” Loren shrugged. Oh really? But the one that’s in the house, was far from scary. He even looked like an ordinary human. Handsome human. Except for the fact that the figure was transparent and could walked through the wall… Also inhale the aroma of food to eat…